words, words, words–
do you hear them fall
like dark atomic snow
in bottomless space*
what animal are you
what body of water
what do you feel in a bare white room
without doors without windows
– the game is to reveal what kind of lover I am,
something about the flow of life, how I approach my death
in solitary confinement, three times three meters,
a person’s time perception is intact
for approximately five minutes, after that
there and you and here and it
there, and then and when and it
wishing to say something about enduring the silencing,
in silence, somehow enduring the
unendurable behind the prison walls,
that were, were the protective walls
while Man With No Name in Wang’s movie
rummages about the plastic bags in his hole in the ground
without a glance, unworded (nobody speaks
to him either)
unworded, unmentioned; the summary justice
and those imprisoned without a sentence; behind
the antifascist protective wall, that was, was
Schandmauer, the blue wall, the Jerusalem envelope,
the Wall of Shame in Western Sahara;
also there were professional mourners, Era Eiro,
sorting seam zone, buffer zone,
the camp’s kapos, Todesstreifen under what is human
Geta was murdered by his brother; the Roman emperor
who thereafter gave order of damnatio memoriae;
those who mention him will die
even the coin images, every name inscription was to be erased
in a pitch black room without door without windows,
in the hole in the ground; the freight container
with those arrested; in a windowless room
covered with gold, zinc and copper deposits;
by the silent diplomacy; damnatio memoriae,
a range of power or of fright, forced amnesia
inwards for the solitary, outwards for the masses
by way of the possible into the impossible; fracture – fractal;
snowflakes, neural pathway warning;
about anxiety, affliction and snow blindness,
Eritrea
* quote by Gunnar Ekelöf